Archive for October, 2007

Secret Star

Tuesday, October 16th, 2007

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Met a man of energy
Suppose it doesn’t work
Lantern man
Find an inoperative halo
Tossed inside a field
In your crystal ball
Was he ostracized
Injured are the castaway
In a playhouse
Hoops and hairpins

Grow alone
Have to know your conjurer
A spinster kept checking for a special clock remover

But now we’re out of time
Secret star of heavenly bundles
Firmly confirmed yesterday

Send no more joy
No more light
No more danger
It will always come
It will always come

To wish for you to fall
To with for you to burn
To wish for your return

Strangers When We Meet

Thursday, October 11th, 2007

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All our friends
Now seem so thin and frail
Slinky secrets
Hotter than the sun

No peachy frairs
No trendy rechauffe
I’m with you
So I can’t go on

All my violence raining tears upon the sheets
I’m bewildered, for we’re strangers when we meet

Blank screen tv
Preening ourselves in the snow
Forget my name
But I’m over you

Blended sunrise
And it’s a dying world
Humming Rheingold
We scavenge up our clothes

All my violence, raging tears upon the sheets
I’m resentful, for we’re strangers when we meet

Cold tired fingers
Tapping out your memories
Halfway sadness
Dazzled by the new

Your embrace
It was all that I feared
That whirling room
We trade by vendu

Steely resolve is falling from me
My poor soul, poor bruised passivity
All your regrets ran rough-shod over me
I’m so glad that we’re strangers when we meet

I’m so thankful, cause we’re strangers when we meet.
I’m in clover, for we’re strangers when we meet.
Heel head over, cause we’re strangers when we meet.

Strangers when we meet.

Waterloo Crescent

Wednesday, October 10th, 2007

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Wake up on Waterloo Crescent
Just me and you
And everything’s alright

Laughing ’bout the night before
Smiling like you want some more
Of what it is that’s got you laughing

Meet me at the lines?
Please be on time
‘Cause I can’t wait to see you.

You and I will paint the town tonight
But first we’ll have to find another color.
Red won’t do tonight.

No, red won’t do tonight.
Red won’t do tonight.
Red won’t do tonight.

No, red won’t do tonight.
Red won’t do tonight.
Red won’t do tonight.

Break beats and cocaine
Nothing is the same
Everything is different now

Don’t get on that plane
Why can’t you just stay with me forever?

Now it’s me and this crazy skyline
‘Till latter on tonight
When you get back from Brighton

Double lock the door
Never mind the war
I’ve got a sweetheart with a camera

You Steal The Scene

Wednesday, October 10th, 2007

standing by the car, in a silver thing
staring into space, like an astronaut
in a western town, as the evening falls
in the late summer, in the far future

you steal the scene
you steal the scene

standing on the set, curling cigarettes
in a body suit, getting in the mood
for an action scene, in the madman’s dream
when the camera’s roll, you’ll do your own stunts

you steal the scene
you steal the scene

standing on a chair, noose around your neck
in a body suit, catching everything
kick the chair away, as the cameras rock
movies of your life, flash before your eyes

you steal the scene
you steal the scene

now you’re underground, added to the gate
tattered from the suit, every twitch and sigh
lie before your art, in the public eye
with your trademark smile, changing all the time

you steal the scene
you steal the scene

African Night Flight

Sunday, October 7th, 2007

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African night flight, one-time Mormon
More men fall in hullabaloo men
I slide to the nearest bar
Undermine chairman, I went too far
Bent on a windfall, rent a sony
Wonder how the dollar went down
Gotta get a word to Elizabeth’s father
Hey ho, he wished me well

Seemed like another day I could fly
Into the eye of God on high

His burning eye will see me through
(one of these days, one of these days got to get a word through one of these days)
His burning eye will see me through
(one of these days, one of these days, got to get a word through one of these days)

Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana
Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana

Getting in mood for a Mombasa night flight
Pushing my luck, gonna fly like a mad thing
Bare strip takeoff skimming over rhino
Born in slumber less than peace
Struggle with a child whose screaming, dreaming
Drowned by the props all steely sunshine
Sick of you, sick of me
Lust for the free life
Quashed and maimed
Like a valuable loved one
Left unnamed

Seemed like another day I could fly
Into the eye of God on high
Seemed like another day I could fly
Into the eye of God on high

Over the bushland, over the trees
Wise like orangutan, that was me

His burning eye will see me through
(one of these days, one of these days got to get a word through one of these days)
His burning eye will see me through
(one of these days, one of these days, got to get a word through one of these days)

Asanti habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana

Underneath The Stars

Saturday, October 6th, 2007

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Underneath the stars I’ll meet you
Underneath the stars I’ll greet you
There beneath the stars I’ll leave you
Before you go of your own free will

Go gently

Underneath the stars you met me
Underneath the stars you left me
I wonder if the stars regret me
At least you’ll go of your own free will

Go gently

Here beneath the stars I’m landing
And here beneath the stars not ending
Why on earth am I pretending?
I’m here again, the stars befriending
They come and go of their own free will

Go gently
Go gently

Underneath the stars you met me
And underneath the stars you left me
I wonder if the stars regret me
I’m sure they’d like me if they only met me
They come and go of their own free will

Go gently
Go gently
Go gently

Kid

Saturday, October 6th, 2007

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Kid what changed your mood
You’ve gone all sad so I feel sad too
I think I know some things we never outgrow
You think its wrong
I can tell you do
How can I explain
When you don’t want me to

Kid my only kid
You look so small you’ve gone so quiet
I know you know what I’m about
I wont deny it
But you forgive, though you don’t understand
You’ve turned your head
You’ve dropped my hand

All my sorrow, all my blues
All my sorrow

Shut the light, go away
Full of grace, you cover your face

Kid gracious kid
Your eyes are blue but you wont cry
I know angry tears are too dear
You wont let them go